Psalm 92 and Works

For You, Lord, have made me glad through Your work;
I will triumph in the works of Your hands.
O Lord, how great are Your works!

What is His work? Making me glad? Creating the world? "Wealth, peace, and gladness, comfort in sadness"? These are indeed His works. "All the glory be Thine."

And yet, the pre-eminent work is His passion. His suffering. His death. His paying the price for our rebellion. That is what makes me glad. That is what is great. That is where I find my triumph.

The only other "work" in the psalm is "workers of iniquity." Strangely (or not so strangely???) there is no reference to work done by the saints. The righteous grow. The righteous flourish. The righteous bear fruit.